Ever since Song Qing's mother died, Song Qing had been like a kite with its string cut.
That afternoon, the wind swept through the treetops and set the wind chime by the shop's entrance ringing. Xu Zheng pushed open the door, and their fates crossed in that moment.
Xu Zheng held Song Qing's hand and tried to bring her to the surface, but the wind was too strong. The waves rose all around them and still drowned her in the sea, leaving no hope of survival.
When they parted, Song Qing spoke cruelly: "Xu Zheng, with the way things are between us, wouldn't dating be awkward?"
Xu Zheng couldn't utter a single word in reply. They were siblings, and he was consumed by unbearable hatred. Faced with these facts, he could only bow his head.
Many years later, reality finally proved no match for ideals. Song Qing had grown indifferent to everything. Xu Zheng smiled and showed off the plain ring on his left ring finger, saying politely, "I'm getting married."
He did as he said, cutting off his own way back.
Mutual salvation
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"Crush the excess before it overwhelms you"
Theme: Life may be chaotic, but my heart remains clear
